Forgotten Photos

Me being mean to Tom.

Tom all snuggled up for bed after some play. 

The "Littles in the Sun" event at Grafton Lakes State Park.

Me playing in the tubes at the park by my house at night. We found this park on a walk and decided to have some fun.

Me playing on the swing set at the park by my house. I don't quite fit but it was still a lot of fun and it made me FEEL little.

It's Friday!

So yesterday was Friday......the day that I was supposed to get all of my toys back. I reminded Tom in the morning via text since I didn't see him before he woke up and he responded saying that I could have it back under one condition....but he didn't tell me the condition. Later in the evening, I reminded him again. He made me kneel in front of him and tell him why I should have it back. Still though....nothing. He's having too much fun with this. After dinner, I was washing the dishes while he dried and I asked AGAIN. He said I had to satisfy THREE conditions now. What? Not fair. I asked what they were and he said I had to guess. So I tried....

Me: I already satisfied a condition (referring to earlier in the week when I was able to cum without toys)

Tom: There are still 3 conditions.

Me: So I have to cum again without it? 

Silence

Me: I want my hitachi back. Can I have it back? (Thinking I had to ask for it.)

Tom: Or I can hold it for another week.

Me: No! That's not fair. You said I could have it today. (Thinking maybe he wanted me to stand up for myself and say no with emphasis, which I sometimes have trouble doing.)

Tom: You still have a condition to meet.

Me: I already did! (Getting whiny now.)

Tom: I think I would have heard about it.

Me: I don't knowwwww.

Tom: I think you do know. 

After the dishes were done, Tom and I sat down to finish the rest of 9 1/2 Weeks. We got a little distracted that last time we tried to watch it. Tom made me take my pants off and had me touch myself. Then he made me bend over his lap and take his cock in my mouth while I struggled to put my pants back on before his wife got home (That sounds so bad! We're poly...just so ya know.) Then I lied down with my head resting between his legs and my hand up the inside of his shorts playing with him for the rest of the movie. 

FINALLY Tom said that I should go downstairs and take care of things....so I did....and was able to cum AGAIN without toys! Hurray! When I told him, he said that I could have my toys back and handed me the bag....but my hitachi was still missing! When I pointed this out to him, he covered my mouth with duct tape and told me to go downstairs and lay on the bed. He came in the room holding the hitachi and said that if I touched it at all, it would be taken away for another week. When he finally put it on my clit, I was in heaven. I'm kind of amazed how little time it took to gain some sensitivity back. The orgasm seemed to last forever! I wanted to pull it away but Tom said not to touch. 

When he was done, he told me that I was a good girl. He asked me why he likes me not having the hitachi. I said it's because I'm more sensitive without it and because HE wants to give me pleasure and orgasms, not by using a toy and I seem to be a bit more horny without it. He nodded and asked why he should give it back. I told him that I like to have longer orgasms and that I'll switch....one orgasm with the hitachi, one with my fingers, one with the hitachi, etc, etc He liked this idea and said I could keep it.

.....And they lived happily ever after. The End. :-)

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Why yes cats! I was just thinking how much sexier it would be if my corset smelled of cat pee and vinegar. I was so happy when you peed on my picture books and sippy cups. You left me longing for more! Then you peed on just the right spot upstairs that it leaked down the wall and onto my head downstairs. You're so good at what you do! I was thinking that my thigh high boots would benefit from a splash of urine too so I'm glad you got those.....same with the shoes that I use for job interviews, the pot holders, the futon, the curtains, the camp chairs, the box of books, and the SCA gear. Why not pee on ALL THE THINGS! You're almost there.

Anyone know if it's safe to put a corset in the washing machine on gentle? It's not a REAL corset. It's basically made of metal and fabric. I've tried vinegar already but it's not quite doing the job.

I Did It!

So I told Tom that I was going to bed and he told me that I should practice playing with myself before sleeping. I whined and complained and begged for my hitachi and reminded him about Friday again. He responded by....touching himself....and then telling me that I could have my old school gold vibrator tomorrow, my rabbit on Friday, my mini battery operated hitachi on Sunday, and my big hitachi next Thursday. I asked him why. He said because that's the schedule that he just decided to make up. He told me to go downstairs and think about him being in control of my cooter and me suffering for him. He was going to come and check on me in an hour or so.


Well, I wasn't expecting much but I had to try so I started booting up my computer to read some erotica or watch some porn. It just happened to be the time of day when my computer loads updates so it was taking forever. I decided to work on my own fantasy while waiting for the computer to boot. I started flipping through the rolodex of fantasies that I keep stored in my head. Gang bang...no. Principle punishes student....no. Being kidnapped....no. I know! Teacher teaches student how to spank girl! Yes! 


So in my fantasy, I was bound in some contraption that had me bent over with my legs spread. A female teacher started teaching a young male student about spanking. "The cheeks are fun to hit because of the pretty colors they produce," she said. "There's a sweet spot just below the cheeks. Never hit above the cheeks though," she continued. This is about the time when things started getting good. "The pussy lips are very sensitive but you can't do much damage to them so you can go to town if you want to." She demonstrated what she meant by giving me a good smack on my kitty lips from behind. I yelped, which she didn't like, so she told her assistant to keep my mouth busy with his cock, which he was more than happy to do. Then she told her student to give it a try. The student followed her advice and went to town.


.....and that's about the time that I had an orgasm....without any help from devices requiring batteries or a plug. Hurray! I haven't had an orgasm like that in years. I felt like I had accomplished something huge. Then Tom walked in. "I came!" I told him. "You did?" he said. "I'm so proud of you!" I felt silly for making this such a big deal. "You'll get your hitachi back," he said, "sometime.....maybe on Friday...or in July....or maybe December. I saw someone suggest December on Fetlife." "Yeah, but someone also suggested Friday night," I said. "We'll see," he said and headed back upstairs. I hate surprises. So happy that I was able to cum on my own though. Yippee!!!

Adult Sized Fun Stuff

After going to the playground last night, I thought it would be interesting to try and find a swing like the one that we used there as well as a few other adult sized things.This is what I came up with:

- $189  Swing.
http://www.flaghouse.com/FLYING-COLORS-Swing-Seat-Large-with-Pommel-item-35528

- $274  Swing.
http://www.especialneeds.com/tfh-high-backed-swing-seats.html

-$325  The adult tricyle!!! I want one of these someday.
http://www.especialneeds.com/wtx-wide-track-trike.html


- Adult strollers. I've sat in one of the Axioms before. I'm 5'8" and it was a little short but doable. http://www.especialneeds.com/pediatrics-strollers-pushchairs.html


- Cribs. I've seen nicer ones for cheaper done by ABs but these are pretty neat too.
http://www.rehabmart.com/category/Safety_Bed.htm

Playground Fun

Last night, Tom and I went for a walk. We ended up stumbling upon a pretty awesome playground and decided to have some fun. First we tried the tire swing. It went SOOOOO fast! I swear, this is the sort of thing that people pay money and stand in lines for. I was pretty amazed that this was built for kids. At the higher speeds, I started to feel the same sort of fear and excitement that I get from certain amusement park rides.

Then we headed over to the regular swings. They had a few of them that were made for disabled children. They were pretty large and had an arm that came over your head and strapped you in. I kinda want to get one for my house sometime. It felt awesome.

After we were done swinging, we played on the seesaw by trying to bounce each other off. That was way more fun than it should have been. Then I got to play on the T-Rex bouncy thing that I used to love as a kid and crawl through a tube. Lastly, we took turns on this other tire swing that went in large circles. I've never seen something like this before. It was so much fun! I could have stayed on that thing all night.

On our way home, we decided that recess is definitely exercise and that spinny things are good for causing sick bellies, especially when they're full of dinner.

Sexual Frustration!!!

So it's been about 12 days since I've used my hitachi and 6 days since I've used my rabbit. Tom and I keep "practicing" with just our hands but I'm never able to cum. I was so worked up last night and I couldn't do anything about it! Lord knows I tried. Instead of getting sweet release, the frustration just keeps building and building. It's getting to the point where I don't want to play anymore because it only makes things worse. I curse the hitachi for making it so hard to cum without it and long for it at the same time. I'm so horny and frustrated! Tom said I should get creative....but I already have! And it hasn't worked. 


I'm supposed to get my hitachi back this coming Friday. It's on Google calendar! There's a big "H" on Friday at 8:30am. I reminded Tom of this last night and he said he might not be able to make it to that meeting. What?! Then he said I should ask all of you if you think I should get it back or not. I'm not sure if I like that idea or not. I've got a lot of friends out there who would be SUPER awesome and nice and tell my Daddy that I should get it on Friday.....or earlier even! But I also have a lot of MEAN friends who would suggest keeping it locked up for another week, month, or year. I think there would be murder in that case. I need some release!!! 

I'm a Pumpkin!

It says so right here. Take the quiz and find out what you are.

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Fire Bondage

So Sunday was pretty neat. I worked in the morning and when I came home, Tom and I went to hang flyers for the business that I'm trying to start. By the time we were finished, it was dinnertime and we were craving everything but hot dogs so we headed to the store. We ended up deciding on a spread of all kinds of different foods....blueberries, kiwi, banana, shrimp with cocktail sauce, pickles, sushi, tomatoes with salt, mushrooms....and top it all off, some sweet mead wine.We cut everything up into bite size pieces and arranged it beautifully on a plate and then sat down to watch 9 1/2 Weeks.

I haven't seen this movie in ages. It reminded of how simple things used to be back when I first started out on this great BDSM adventure. Things were so different back then and this movie was so edgy and exciting to me. It reminded me that BDSM can be slow and sensual and romantic.

By the middle of the movie, we were both feeling a little tipsy from the wine and a little steamy from the movie. We had been feeding each other and snuggling and making out....slowly , gently touching each other. It was wonderful. Then he took me by the hand and led me to the kitchen where he handed me a lit candle. Continuing to the basement, he had me lie down on the work table in the dark. Then he lit several more candles and arranged them around my body.

I wasn't able to move once he was done or else I would be burned. He worked his way around the table, dripping the wax from each candle onto my arms, chest, belly, kitty, and legs. At one point, he moved his hand back and forth like a flogger or whip, flinging hot wax onto my body. I was later told that the wax was still on fire as it flew through the air. That would explain why the pain eventually turned white hot and I had to beg him to stop.

Then he placed a candle on my chest between my breasts and told me to relax as he let go. The candle shook like mad but managed to stay balanced there. At first I tried not to breath but that didn't last. The longer I held my breath, the more frantic I got so I really had to work hard at calming myself. I closed my eyes and tried to take long slow steady breaths. It was definitely a symbolic sort of learning experience that I was able to apply to the rest of my life.

To end the scene, Tom handed me two of the lit candles, one in each hand. Then he held out each of the other candles, one at a time, and told me to blow them out. I had to lift my head and put some significant effort into blowing in order to snuff them. All of this movement caused my hands to shake and the hot wax to drip onto my skin. Finally I blew them all out and was allowed to blow out the last two.

This scene really messed with my head. I had to put a lot of trust in Tom. I wasn't sure how much he knew about wax so there was some possible danger of getting burned by it....and then there was the fire, which can be pretty dangerous in itself. I also had to practice a lot of self control, which I'm not used to. I wasn't bound but I couldn't move. I had to force myself to stay put despite the pain. It was a really amazing.

It felt like there were a lot more candles than this at the time.

Littles in the Sun

Tom and I tried to have another event for the littles in our area. We had a decent number of RSVPs but only one person showed up. That one person was pretty awesome though and we had a lot of fun. We went to Grafton Lakes State Park for some swimming and barbecuing.

The first thing that we did when we arrived was set up the tent. That proved useful for changing into our bathing suits and doing diaper changes. Then we sat around and colored for a while. I was being all shy about using my paci and bottle so Amanda decided to help me out by lifting my dress up so everyone could see my diaper underneath. Luckily there weren't too many people around to see. I was so embarrassed! She said something pretty significant to me though. You're never going to see these people again. I know this as fact but I always forget. Thank you for reminding me, Amanda. I was able to relax a little after that.

Diaper changes in the tent!

After coloring, we all headed down to the lake for some swimming. The lake was a bit chilly but so nice compared to the heat of the day. We talked about LARPing and the SCA and martial arts and escape methods to use when someone is trying to chase you down in the water with tickle fingers. *grins* It was fun. Eventually they blew the whistle and warned everyone that the beach would be closing so we headed back to "camp" to cook some food.

Tom got the charcoal going while I tried to roast marshmallows over the fire. We had those GIANT ones that take forever to eat. I love, love, love roasting marshmallows. Then we cooked some hot dogs and sipped on apple juice. It was a really great day.When we got home, Daddy helped me change and then gave me a bottle of milk in bed while singing me to sleep.

Dueling Dom/mes

Last night I tried to grab Tom's nipples but got hair instead, as usual. "You have to actually find my nipples!" he said. "You're a girl. You have shapes that tell me where they are. I don't have that. Remember when I kneed you in the cooter the other night and hit bone? This is the same kind of thing." Alright....no more grabbing Tom's nipples. We have the oddest conversations. Wish I could remember them all.

So I took Tom downstairs to my room and tried to use the TENS unit in his hiney. He has a handy little insertable that you can attach. Unfortunately, it didn't cause good feelings so I used a regular plug instead, put the electrodes on his penis and balls, and clothespins on his nipples. So many fun noises! Then I diapered him up, put my fuzzy pink "little" jammies on him, and stuck a paci in his mouth. He was a happy boy.

This morning, Tom and I had sex. I was on top, pinning him down and using pressure points to stop him from fighting. Then he held my arms and called me names, saying that I was cheap. Then I sat on his face and told him to cum for me, then he got on top and spit on my face.  It felt like we were dueling. Sissy, slut, sissy, slut.....pressure point, spit, pressure point, name calling. Oh, the joys of switching. 

Eventually it was shower time. We both had to go potty REALLY badly. Tom made me kneel in the tub and then peed all over me. Ewwww! I'm not really into watersports but it was kinda fun. I tried to hold it in so I could pee on him too but I couldn't. Then Tom made me clean my cooter with the water jet setting on the shower nozzle. That always feels really good. Tom wasn't done with me yet though. He put a finger in my hiney using soap as lube! NOBODY goes there....not even me! I was shocked. Finally, he put a little dab of toothpaste on my cooter. He does love that toothpaste trick.

Slutty Fantasy

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Pornful Pleasure

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Micro-Scenes

Last night I was sitting on the couch, posting some stuff about the next Littles Invasion, minding my own business when, out of nowhere, Tom shows up. He had a funny look on his face when he asked me to put my wrists together. From behind his back, he pulled out some zip ties and quickly tightened them around my wrists. Then he led me to his office where he started rifling through the toy bag. Out came some Loctite super glue and my pinkies were glued together. Then there was the Ace bandage, which got wrapped around my arms. Finally there was the gag with head harness. I was completely incapacitated. Of course this is when Andrea decided to message Tom on AIM. They started talking about me and I couldn't do a thing about it. Eventually I got loose and was able to escape the room. Apparently Tom had just gotten bored and wanted to see what we had in the toy bag.

In the morning, I started playing with Tom's little boy bits. I pulled on his balls and squozed them and slapped them and tapped them and scratched them. It was fun! He made some silly noises. Unfortunately, it was time for him to go to work so I had to stop. I have some plans for both Camp Crucible next year and the next Littles Invasion. Heheheheheh.....:-D

Cared For

The past couple of days have been pretty long. I had to wake up at 5am for work on Sunday, then I babysat my friend's kids for 6 hours, then I had to head right back to bed to be up for work again at 5am the next morning. Soooo.....when I got home from babysitting, Daddy helped me get ready for bed. He scrubbed me down in the shower, helped me brush my teeth, put me in a diaper, handed me my teddy and a sippy cup of milk, and then read a bedtime story to me. It was super awesome. I felt so very cared for. Tom is such a wonderful Daddy. He knows exactly what to do.

Repercussions

When I woke up this morning, I headed upstairs to use the restroom. Tom was sitting in the living room.

Tom: Ella...

He motioned for me to come to him, which I did, thinking he wanted a morning kiss. He quickly grabbed my wrists and smelled my fingers. A surge of panic ran through me. I had forgotten about last night. I had played with myself after heading to bed. I quickly pulled my hands away and rushed into the bathroom. When I came out, Tom was gone so I sat down to read my email. Then Tom appeared in the doorway with a crop and a metal cane in his hands.

Tom: Miss Ella, please come with me. Sister Mary Catherine told me that I need to discuss something with you.

I slowly set my laptop aside and followed him downstairs with my eyes to the ground. He had me put my hands out and started to rap my knuckles with the crop, telling me that I shouldn't be such a naughty, dirty girl. Then he bent me over the workbench and told me to hold on to the opposite edge. He proceeded to smack my bottom with the metal cane. That hurt A LOT. I had a diaper on so the cane kept wrapping around and hitting the outer edge of my bottom. Then Tom pulled my pants and diaper down to just below my cheeks and continued to whack me. When I couldn't remember how many swats I had taken, he started over on my knuckles. After he was done, he took me into my bedroom, sat me on his lap, and told me loved me.

It was a good morning. :-) It was a little strange because my brain couldn't figure out what headspace to be in. Was Tom my daddy? My master? My boyfriend? A principle? A priest? I didn't have a headspace for naughty catholic student. Well....I guess I do now.

After lunch, Tom needed some little time so I put him in the bath with some toys, washed him up, and diapered him in some nice thick cloth diapers and plastic pants. Next we're going to go scope out the park that we're planning on having a littles meetup at next weekend. If you're in the area, you should join us!

Tonight's Conversation

First I went from talking about naughty things with Locke, then I went to this:

Me: Can I have my hitachi back?
Tom: No. You'll just have to think naughtier thoughts.
Me: I already have a whole Rolodex of them in my head that I have to flip through.
Tom: Yeah, me too. I don't know what we'll do when we're older. We'll have to nail each other to a board or something.
Me: *bursts into laughter*
Tom: Next we'll have to get a pneumatic nail gun.
Me: Ketchunk! Ketchunk! Oh, yeah baby! Ohhhhh....
Tom: Safeword! That was my liver!

Then:

Tom: No touching yourself young lady. It's ungodly. Girls who do that get slapped on the knuckles with a ruler.
Me: I don't believe you.
Tom: I'll do it!
Me: But you said I could use my fingers!
Tom: We don't do that sort of thing in this establishment. You'll get slapped on the knuckles with a ruler and on your behind with a cane.
Me: But you said....
Tom: Now go to bed. Hands above the covers.

........I think he wants me to touch myself. I think I want to touch myself. I think it's worth it. I think I'll like it. :-)

Crafts!

I went to Michaels today to pick up some supplies for my business and was a floored by all of the craft possibilities in there. My little went crazy for them! I was drooling over the stickers and paints and googly eyes and feathers and bells. Oh my goodness! It was so colorful! I can't wait until I'm making a bit more money and can pick some of this stuff up. It would be so much fun for the Littles Invasion.

This was just the stickers....and there were more in the next aisle over.

Shower Time

This morning, Tom put his hand into my dider and started playing with my kitty parts. That felt pretty hot but nothing really happened until he started what I call "popping the cherry," which is kinda squishing my clit in between his fingers until it pops out. *blushes* It's embarrassing to talk about but it feels so good. So that got me all hot and bothered. Then he started spanking my kitty a bit, which made it even worse! Time ran out and Tom had to get ready for work so I didn't get to cum. He said I wasn't allowed to use my hitachi for 2 weeks. He even put a timer on his phone and took my hitachi with him when he left this morning.

We decided to take a shower together. Tom put some toothpaste on my clit and my nipples and then on my toothbrush so I could brush my teeth. It was so burny on my girly bits! Then Tom pushed me to my knees and made me put his cock in my mouth. It was kinda nice 'cause my mouth was still minty fresh. I kept it in my mouth until he was done washing. I felt very submissive down there, practically being ignored while Tom washed. Then Tom brushed his teeth and spit the toothpaste on my chest when he was done.  He said something that was rather offensive to me but I quickly changed my headspace to make it work in the scene. It was pretty hot. I felt so dirty with the soapy water dripping on me and the toothpaste everywhere. When Tom was done washing, I helped him cum, washed up myself, and then he was off to work for the day.

The Polony House

I keep fantasizing about different houses. One of them has a nursery with a crib and changing table and a super soft carpet to play on. We could have friends over for playdates and it would be awesome! The closets would be filled with little clothing and diapers and coloring books and bubbles and games. We'd also have a dungeon space with a spanking bench and a massage table for medical play and maybe a cage for puppy play and a space for pony play. It would have a great sound system for music and some nice mood lighting. There would be a room for snuggling with a large tv to watch movies and lots of soft things to cuddle up with.

The other idea is a polony house. It would be a large house where all of my friends could live together. We'd have enough money to go to events and not stress about life. There would be a space to play and there would be time to play. We wouldn't have to miss each other anymore. There would be love and warmth. We'd have big dinners together and there'd be laughter and joy. We'd be a family. It would be so wonderful.

I do realize that a lot of these things are sort of materialistic and I don't need THINGS to be happy.....I need people.....but it's still fun to fantasize.

A Little D/s Slips In

Last night, Tom and I watched an episode of "Kink" on Netflix. It's a Canadian show that follows a few different people through their kinky lives. Kinda neat! You should check it out. Anyway, it apparently got us both in a sort of mood. Tom snapped his fingers and pointed at the ground in front of the couch. At first I kinda snickered because we generally don't have that kind of relationship but then something clicked. I felt all sorts of submissive feelings and kneeled on the floor in front of him. He then grabbed me by my hair, tipped my head back, and forced some honey whiskey into my mouth. It was hot! After finishing off the glass, he instructed me to fill the glass with water and bring it to him. When he finished the water, I was to put some more whiskey in it. So I did just that. I don't usually enjoy this kind of service but it was actually a lot of fun this time.

It was Tom's night to sleep upstairs with his wife so he kissed me goodnight in the kitchen. Before letting me go though, he leaned on my shoulders until I dropped to the ground. Then he unzipped his pants and put his cock in my mouth. I started gagging on a hair so I stopped and tried to fish the hair out. "What did I tell you to do when you take my cock out of your mouth?" he reminded me. So I began stroking it with my hand until my mouth was free again. When he was done using me, he directed me to play with myself but I had to wear a gag while doing it. Unfortunately, I couldn't find a gag so I used my paci instead. Tom informs me that that wasn't good enough so I'll be receiving a few swats with a cane.....I don't believe him. :-)

On another note, Tom wants to tie me to the workbench in the basement and do some wax play. This is definitely appealing to me because of how our basement looks. It's dirty and unfinished and the lighting is bad. It reminds me of being kidnapped. I'd love to be blindfolded and threatened with a knife and other scary things like that. Fun, fun, fun!

Childrens and Ageplay

Soooo....I want to be a momma one day....to real, biological babies. Problem is, how do you mix that with ageplay? I know a few people who are littles who have kids and make it work but....well....I don't know. I wonder how much they have to give up? I'm positive that I could still go to events like the Littles Invasion and Camp Crucible (one of the perks of being poly) but what about at home? I don't think I'll ever be able to have ageplay furniture or just hang out doing the little things that I do now? Being a little is such a big and important part of who I am. The thought of having to give it up makes me uneasy. I know for a fact that if I don't have children of my own, I'll probably regret it. Such a conundrum.

I Have To Come Up With Better Names For These

I have been stuck, stuck, stuck in little space all weekend. I love being little. I think my little side comes out a lot when I'm stressed. It's relaxing because I don't have to think about the stressful things. Life is all sunshine and butterflies when I'm little. Doesn't mean I ignore what's going on in my life, just means I don't have to think about it every second of every day. Some people drink, some people argue, some people work out, some people get a massage.....I get little.

Last night, they sent me home early from work since they had too many people so I decided to watch Fern Gully with my Maggie bear. I dressed up in my fluffy jammies and had a bottle of milk with my paci and my warm blankie. It was SOOOOO nice.

Today, Tommy joined me for dinner! He wore his pretty pink dress. We both put bibs on and ate spaghettio's, dinosaur nuggets, and smiley face potatoes from our Elmo plates. We both had bottles of milk and then we snuggled for a nap before I had to go back to work for a meeting. It was a lot of fun. When I got home he was sitting nicely in the living room coloring. Such a good boy.

A couple of days ago, Daddy was feeling sad and stressed so I made him a flutterby card. Look!

I realized today that it doesn't take many days of wearing a dider before my bladder starts to decide that it doesn't need to work as well. I wore a dider for one night and I almost had several accidents today!

Diapers n' Stuff

Daddy made me SOOOO little last night. It was our 2 year anniversary so we went out and had some fun. First he put me in some super think disposables and then I did the same to him. Then we headed out for some wonderfully delicious pizza at one of my favorite restaurants. He kept making me drink, which meant multiple waddles up to the soda fountain. I was absolutely sure that people were staring at me although he insists that they weren't. (He might be right but I was still embarrassed.)

After dinner we went to the drive in. Daddy helped buckle me in and then stuck a pacifier in my mouth for the drive. I love love love pacies....and getting buckled in. I kept covering my mouth so that the cars passing by wouldn't see me. I'm a big chicken. I shouldn't care but I do and I want to stop. When we got to the drive in, we put the seats down and laid in the back of the Subaru. I snuggled up nice and tight with my teddy bear and my Daddy and had a fantastic time.

At one point, even though I tried REALLY hard to pee slowly, my diaper started to leak. I swear this happens EVERY time. No wonder I'm so paranoid about being seen. I'm not sure if it's because of the quality of diapers, the shape of my body, or just not changing frequently enough but it happens a lot. I ended up changing the diaper under a blanket, which worked out fine.

When we got home, I kept my paci in my mouth, put the side gate up on my bed, and snuggled with Maggie and Daddy some more. It was an awesome night.

In the morning, Daddy was not feeling like a Daddy anymore so I was a little mean to him (by request). I made him go out to the car with me in his GIANT wet diapers and sit there while I went into the store to get some marshmallows. When we got back, I played with his peepee a little and then stuck some of those marshmallows up his behind.....I think there were 5 of them in there. Then we settled down to watch an episode of something on tv. Tommy's belly got more and more gurgly until he finally had no choice but to mess his diaper. Hehehehehehe.... Poor baby.

By lunch, I was back to feeling little again. I have a hard time getting out of the headspace when I'm able to go so deeply into it. Probably didn't help that I was looking at little girl clothes just before lunch. So I sat on the floor in the kitchen while Tom made soup. He filled up a sippy cup for me and fed me some of his rice.

I love being little....A LOT. Now I have to go to work and when I get home, I have to go right to sleep so I can work again super early in the morning. I wish I could just stay home and be little. I really want to go put on a dider and a onesie, put my paci in my mouth, snuggle with Maggie or George, and color and watch Disney movies and eat goldfishies and drink from my sippy cup and....well, you know. Maybe on another day.